She hugs him so tight it hurts, but it feels right again. He doesn't stop to try and determine what the fuck happened. At the moment? He can't care.
For awhile, he's quiet. Holding her. And though he wants nothing more than to leave it at that, they're not quite safe where they are. So eventually, he pulls back. Looks up at the walls that still surround them—the cracks that run up the stone, the spiderweb crevices splintering the ground.
It is only then that he realizes how precarious their position is. That the edges of the earth may crumble if they aren't careful.
He stands, cautious. Keeps a hand on Ciri. The ground trembles. As though it realizes they're finally attempting to leave. He urges Ciri to go first. Cross the gap before it widens. But as he steps over to join her, he hears a click of a mechanism above. Below. Both. Metal and sharp.
He shoves Ciri out of the way—but between claws and teeth and daggers and everything, he's slower. Not near quick enough to dive out of the path himself as the shadow of a heavy spiked cage descends.
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For awhile, he's quiet. Holding her. And though he wants nothing more than to leave it at that, they're not quite safe where they are. So eventually, he pulls back. Looks up at the walls that still surround them—the cracks that run up the stone, the spiderweb crevices splintering the ground.
It is only then that he realizes how precarious their position is. That the edges of the earth may crumble if they aren't careful.
He stands, cautious. Keeps a hand on Ciri. The ground trembles. As though it realizes they're finally attempting to leave. He urges Ciri to go first. Cross the gap before it widens. But as he steps over to join her, he hears a click of a mechanism above. Below. Both. Metal and sharp.
He shoves Ciri out of the way—but between claws and teeth and daggers and everything, he's slower. Not near quick enough to dive out of the path himself as the shadow of a heavy spiked cage descends.